Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The sharp bayonet sank directly into the back of the rice soldier.

It turns out that the human body is so vulnerable when facing weapons!

Stab in, pull out!

A stream of blood froth gushed out of his mouth, and his body tightened instantly.

The hand that was holding Wu Qianli was slowly released, and the whole person fell to the ground on his back.

In the blink of an eye, his pupils began to dilate, his throat wriggled with difficulty, and then he lost his breath.

Is this dead?

Qiao Lin looked at the bayonet that was still dripping blood in his hand, and his mind was in a trance for a while.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably again, and his stomach hurt.

This is the reaction of the human body when it is strained to the limit.

Wu Qianli fell to the ground, panting heavily.

If it wasn't for Qiao Lin's knife just now.

I may have to explain myself here.

Several wounds on the body were still bleeding, but not fatal.

He glanced at Qiao Lin who seemed to be immobilized.

Wu Qianli pouted subconsciously.

The brat is still too immature to be frightened like this after killing a foreign fur devil?

But I remembered my reaction when I killed an enemy for the first time on the battlefield.

It doesn't seem to be much stronger than him.

Just as I was about to say a word of thanks, I suddenly saw a figure jumping out from the side.

"careful!"

Wu Qianli jumped up and knocked Qiao Lin aside.

In the blink of an eye, the deadly bayonet plunged into the soil.

After being hit by Wu Qianli like this, Qiao Lin immediately came back to his senses.

If it weren't for the company commander, I'm afraid he would have to be nailed to the ground at this moment.

After being shot down, the rice army soldier became furious, drew out his bayonet, and stabbed fiercely at Wu Qianli, who had ruined his good deed.

Although he was injured, Wu Qianli's reaction was still very quick.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge, and he raised the rifle in his hand sideways, trying to hold the opponent's bayonet.

However, the injured Wu Qianli was obviously weaker in strength, seeing the enemy's bayonet getting closer and closer, it had already reached his heart.

One is to kill, and two are also to kill!

"kill!"

Before it was too late, Qiao Lin kicked the Mi Army soldiers away with a side kick.

With the combat value blessing, is the power so powerful?

Qiao Lin rushed up again towards the American soldier who was kicked a few meters away by him.

The U.S. soldier barely stood up after being hit hard, putting on a defensive posture.

But before he could move extra, Qiao Lin punched him in the abdomen.

"Wow!"

The body of the American soldier bent directly into a prawn, and he opened his mouth to spit out acidic water.

Followed by another knee blow, the rice army soldier who was hit in the jaw fell to the ground on his back.

This time, Qiao Lin didn't give him another chance to breathe, and directly stabbed him with the bayonet.

"Puff puff!"

Three knives and six holes, a set of movements so smooth and flowing, the rice army soldier didn't even have time to make a sound, so he went straight to the west.

It's true that killing enemies is addictive.

In just a few minutes, Qiao Lin, who already had two lives in his hand, was completely red-eyed.

He stood up and scanned the audience, quickly locked on to a new target, and pounced on it again.

Punches, kicks, elbows, stabs...

Qiao Lin instantly became the most beautiful boy in the audience.

There are already five rice army soldiers killed by him.

"This kid, why are you so fierce?"

The stunned Wu Qianli murmured.

Chapter 7 The farmer and the snake, the captive took out the grenade

After the fierce fighting, only one person remained in the 17-member Mi Army tactical team.

Seeing that they have been surrounded by shining bayonets.

The soldiers of the rice army who survived by luck threw their guns aside and raised their hands in surrender.

At the same time, his mouth was still screaming.

The soldiers were all stunned and couldn't understand what this guy was talking about.

For volunteers with a generally low level of education, the difficulty of understanding English is definitely more difficult than Niaoyu.

"What the hell are you talking about? Talk about people!"

Yu Congrong, the number one brash man of the Seventh Company, spit on him.

The other party obviously didn't understand what he was saying, and thought Yu Congrong was going to kill him.

With a frightened expression on his face, he kept backing away: "Who can speak English?"

"I knew I would bring the instructor over."

Wu Qianli listened for a long time with his ears pricked up but couldn't figure out why, and couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Mei Sheng is recognized as a scholar by the entire company, and one of the few people in the entire division who has graduated from college. In the eyes of the soldiers, he is the representative of knowledge.

"I can."

Seeing that no one answered, Qiao Lin hesitated and stood up.

As a graduate student at UCAS, mere English is a piece of cake for him.

He wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength didn't allow it.

"Let me go."

Seeing that someone could understand what he was saying, the American soldier's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded at Qiao Lin.

"Can you understand what he said? What did he say?"

Wu Qianli looked at Qiao Lin with a look of surprise, and secretly rejoiced that his company had another talent.

"He wants us to let him go."

Jolin acts as a real-time translator.

"fart!"

Wu Qianli refused without even thinking about it.

Invading our country, threatening our territory, mutilating our people, killing our comrades-in-arms, and then wanting to let him go, how can it be so cheap?

"Company commander, just kill him!"

Yu Congrong held the bayonet and said viciously.

"Yes, kill him!"

The rest of the soldiers also responded.

Although the soldiers of the Mi Army could not understand what the volunteer soldiers were saying, the excited look of the group made him feel the danger, and he quickly shouted: "I can provide information."

"He said he could give us information."

Qiao Lin's eyes lit up. Isn't that the same as scratching his tongue?

Wu Qianli hesitated for a moment, staring at Qiao Lin: "Tell him, if the information is valuable, then I will spare his life. If he dares to lie, he will be chopped up and fed to the dogs. He can't even be regarded as a ghost!"

"Uh...Information at a Price..."

It is really difficult to translate such cruel words into English, and Qiao Lin racked his brains to convey a general meaning.

The soldiers of the rice army felt that the volunteer army was a bit too domineering. Not only did they want to break themselves into pieces, but they also wanted to deprive themselves of the right to see God.

"I*II be honest..."

The soldiers of the Mi Army gave an explanation, and Qiao Lin hurriedly translated.

By the way, why does this American devil still have a rural accent? Qiao Lin had to interrupt him at any time and ask him to repeat it to confirm that his understanding was correct.

But even so, in the eyes of other fighters, Qiao Lin still became the second talent of the Seventh Company after the instructor.

"He said that his troops belonged to the Seventh Division of the Mi Army. This time, a reinforced regiment was deployed to conduct infiltration operations in the northern part of the peninsula. At present, the main force of the Mi Army is still assembled on the eastern front..."

Qiao Lin conveyed the information given by the soldiers of the Mi Army to Wu Qianli verbatim.

"He has told everything he knows, and I hope we can let him live."

Jolin added another sentence.

"Company commander, kill him?"

Yu Congrong came again with a bayonet.

"Help! Help!"